Baskadia

"Embarking Hope"

In the darkest hour, when shadows loom,

And all around seems filled with gloom,

There lies a spark, a glimmer bright,

A beacon of hope in the darkest night.

It whispers softly, in the depths of despair,

A promise of light, a tender care.

For hope is a flame, that never dies,

It lifts us up, to reach the skies.

In the depths of sorrow, it holds our hand,

Guiding us through the shifting sand.

With each step forward, it lights the way,

Filling our hearts with courage each day.

Though storms may rage and winds may blow,

Hope stands firm, a steady glow.

It shelters us from the raging storm,

And keeps us safe, and keeps us warm.

Through trials and tribulations, we endure,

For hope is the cure, the only sure.

It fuels our dreams, ignites our soul,

And helps us reach our ultimate goal.

In times of doubt, when faith is low,

Hope whispers softly, "You can go."

It lifts us up on wings of grace,

And gives us strength to run the race.

So let us hold on, to hope's bright flame,

And never let it waver or tame.

For in its light, we find our way,

And embark on a journey, come what may.

In every heart, there lies a spark,

A glimmer of hope, in the deepest dark.

So let us nurture it, let us believe,

And in its embrace, we shall find reprieve.

For hope is the anchor, the guiding light,

That leads us through the darkest night.

So let us hold on, with all our might,

And embark on this journey, with hope in sight.

In the end, it is hope that prevails,

It lifts us up, it never fails.

So let us embrace it, let us cling,

And together, we shall soar and sing.

For hope is the song, the melody sweet,

That carries us through, on wings fleet.

So let us embark, with hope as our guide,

And in its embrace, we shall abide.